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Surreal Volition

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" ♫ ~Fate and Time, with grip firm and tight,
Chart our path with designs, not in sight.
Their threads of destiny, a tapestry to unfurl,
A journey of life, in melancholy, to whirl. "

" ♫ ~ Oh, Fate and Time, why so callous,
Your agenda not aligned with the heart's zealous.
Your tides of life, a fateful wave,
Against our dreams, they often deprave."

"♫ ~ But in the face of such adversity,
We must acquiesce, a life of diversity.
Challenges to face, with valor and trust,
To rise from the abyss, a resurgence from dust."

"♫ ~ Oh, Fate and Time, why so capricious,
Your machinations, often deleterious.
Yet we persist, with fortitude and gleam,
To reach our destiny, and fulfill our dream."All Rights Reserved

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𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤 𝐕𝐨𝐰𝐬 | 𝟏𝟖+ by shruwrites_

"W-What do you want?" I stammered, my eyes not leaving his gaze on me. "I want to prove you wrong." he smirks dangerously and speaks with his husky, deep voice. He took another step towards me and I took another step back making me collide with the wall. He hovers over me, his chest mere inches away from mine. He kept his hand on either side of me, caging me in his arms. He smirks dangerously and says, "That your body doesn't crave for my touch." He always does this, he intimidates me and then thinks I die for his touch. I would never allow his hand near me. Again. I grit my teeth and said "My body doesn't." He leaned closer to me, his hard chest pressing against my hardened nipples and whispered near my ear "Then why are you so nervous, rose?" He kept his mouth near my ear and his hand came on my bare legs. He slowly trailed his big, rough hands, making his way under my skirt. My breath hitched and he stopped mere inches from my core. No matter how hard I try to deny his touch, my body responds exactly the way he wants. My spine arched and my eyes snapped close. He breathed near my ear and whispered in his husky voice filled with sins, "No matter how much you deny, your body always craves for my touch, wife." ✤✤✤ Devansh Raichand, CEO of the top fashion label who only thrived for finding his father's murderer. But get his life tangled with Aisha Arora, an aspiring fashion designer, when he pays off her father's debt in exchange of marrying her. But what made him help her father? And why marry her? Just for the debt? or There's something more in this? But the most important, what will happen when fate decides to play its own cards? Will it wreck or strengthen them? ✤✤✤ !!HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT!! !!POSSESSIVE MMC AND FMC!!

HAPPILY EVER HELLBØUND: Y/N L/N, the Demonic Hero (Hazbin Hotel X Helluva Boss) by FoxBoy2099

"A Hero is an ordinary individual who finds the strength to persevere and endure in spite of overwhelming obstacles." Christopher Reeve, September 25, 1952 Once upon a time, in a world where angels are sent to Hell to kill sinners to restore their golden balance, the Princess of Hell and Lucifer Morningstar's daughter establishes a hotel capable of redeeming sinners and rehabilitating demons, but unfortunately, nobody believed in her caused. Until a sudden turn of events happened and a young human male was sent to Hell as though he was driven by fate and destiny. When the human resides in the princess's hotel, he learns to adapt to his new life in Hell as he gets a job as an assassin that travels to Earth to punish the guilty. But, like all other stories, the human develops a love interest in a hellhound who has suffered through many hardships at birth and has closed her heart to many things. Through every witnesses he experiences in Hell, he learns to take his place as the story's hero and tries to accept the mantle. However, the youth will face many challenges as his story progresses and encounter new enemies that seek to destroy what he's worked so hard to achieve, including an egotistical and selfish madman who leads an army of executioners hellbent on restoring balance at a high cost. In order to combat the dangers that could threaten those he holds dear, he must learn to master the power given to him, otherwise the said power will overwhelm him and alter his personality, forcing him to become something completely demonic and monstrous. But, what kind of challenges are bound to stand in his way? And who will he have to fight in order to protect his faith, his family, and his freedom? And will he be the first one that will achieve the impossible and go down in history as the human who's done the impossible? This is... The Tale of Y/N L/N, the Demonic Hero of Hell!

ASORA: From The Blood Of The Shadows by rinaXhazurina

FORMER TITLE: Élan: A Youngblood World "Beware that you become not the very monster you ought to slay." Five friends embark on a quest to prevent an approaching cryptid-human war. Meanwhile, the human-clothed creature among them resists the hunger to ravage his companions. In a world where magic holds the essence to life, there is still no telling where fate determines your place will be. When the Cardinal Empire of Nyrhaea and its time-forsaken creatures declare war on the human world, an immortal dark entity in the guise of a human, a grieving swordsman, an electric-manipulating technocrat, an unhinged fire-breathing boy, and a magic-less girl whose very existence defies the Laws of Mahika, venture to stop the prophecied, apocalyptic world war. All the while dealing with the complications of entering adulthood. With the grotesque inside him growing hungrier by the day, threatening him of the looming hour to fulfill destiny's bidding to be the key to the end of the world--and death is an impossible remedy to attain--the entity resorts to a mysterious girl who could only be his last hope to achieve freedom from the shackles of fate. An antidote given not without an undefined price. But how long can he endure to bury the roots of the calling past? And what are they willing to risk to liberate a cruel world beyond saving that hangs in the state of trust and sanity? *~* Contains a few depictions of blood, violence, and eldritch elements. Any material from this book is prohibited from being used or republished in any form or other platform without the writer's permission. If you see this story published on sites other than Wattpad, Webnovel, and Inkitt without the writers' awareness and rightful permission, please report any case as such. Thank you! #12 in yafantasy #22 in high fantasy #12 in epic fantasy #25 in sword and sorcery

The Boy Next Door by AaliyhaWrites

𝐈𝐬𝐚𝐢𝐚𝐡 - One could say that I'm a failure - that I'm nothing but a nuisance, or that I'm a criminal that deserved to be behind bars - And honestly, I couldn't give two shits about what the next person could think of me. I'm what they call a survivor. Risking, and doing things that no 18 year old kid should be doing. So yea, I could care less about what people could think of me. So why was it that when this 𝐠𝗼𝐫𝐠𝐞𝗼𝐮𝐬, 𝐬𝗺𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝗺𝗼𝐮𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐝, 𝐝𝐢𝐭𝐳𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 looks at me, do I want to hide my harsh cold world. To keep her at bay from who I 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 am. She seems so sad. Trapped in her own head, a pain she can't shake. She tries to appear happy but I can see that something's haunting her. If only I knew how to take her pain away. I wanted her - 𝐛𝐚𝐝𝐥𝐲, but nothing good would come from ever loving me. I couldn't be another ghost haunting her too. 𝐈𝗺𝐚𝐧𝐢 - He was quiet, laid-back and a 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐠 asshole. Yet, I just can't seem to get him out of my mind. He has that certain . . . . aura about him. One that I'm awfully familiar with. I needed to save him before it was too late - before I 𝐥𝗼𝐬𝐭 him too. His eyes always seemed to draw me in. It's like he was calling to me - as if he 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 me, as if he 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐞𝐝 me. I wanted him - badly. I wanted him so that I could hold him. To be the one to help him stitch all his 𝐬𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐬 and just maybe . . . He could help me fix mine too. After a tragic event that left Imani shattered, she and her mother move across the states to start a new life, ( synopsis tbc )

The Forced Bride by Akankhya_sahu

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Little Lies (Reverse Harem) by Dirty_Saint

Beneath the moon's cold, haunted glow, I'm theirs to claim, and theirs to know. In tangled lies and whispered pleas, I bend, I break, yet never leave. Their touch, a sin, their words, a scar, Yet here we are, too close, too far. In darkened hearts, our secrets lie, Bound by desire, doomed to die. Delilah Marchetti, a sheltered and enigmatic 23-year-old, has lived under the protective shadow of her father, Santino, a man who rules in the dark. But her life takes a sharp and dangerous turn when she meets Ezekiel Eliades, her father's alluring Ally. Ezekiel's knowledge of Delilah goes beyond the surface, and despite the forbidden attraction, she surrenders to him in a moment of passion. Yet, this is only the beginning of her entanglement with not only Ezekiel but also his equally possessive friends, Bruce and Blake. As Delilah finds herself caught between three Psychotic men, each vying for her submission, she begins to question her own desires and autonomy. Things get even more complicated when Delilah's life is threatened by figures from her father's past. She is thrust into a world of deception, Sex, and control with her life, and the lives of those she cares about, hanging in the balance. Betrayed by the ones she had loved the most, Delilah must now navigate her way through webs of lies, power, and obsessive love while also trying not to fall deeper for these three addictive men who as no problem letting the world burn for her. Nor claiming her in the smoky haze as it does. "You taste divine, little virgin," he said, his voice low, deliberate, dripping with sinful intent. "But not for long. Divine is for the godly, and by the time I'm done with you, you'll be dragged so far into sin that everything else will be blasphemy."

Glass Heart Syndrome by skystar1011

[Content Warning: Dark themes, violence, psychological manipulation] ❝Being kind in a cruel world is like bringing a flower to a knife fight.❞ Eren Valen died on Earth believing in the good in people. Too bad his second chance at life didn't come with a warning label. Reborn into Ezura, a realm where magic flows like water and power corrupts like poison, Eren's pure heart makes him the perfect target. As an apprentice mage with stars in his eyes and trust in his soul, he dreams of becoming the hero in a world that has no use for them. But Ezura doesn't reward the pure-it devours them. When his faith in humanity is shattered by a betrayal that leaves him bleeding out in a ditch, something inside him breaks. Or maybe, something awakens. Gone is the boy who wanted to save everyone. In his place rises someone who understands the truth: if the world wants a villain, he'll give them a masterpiece. Armed with magic, fueled by spite, and backed by a brilliant mind he'd forgotten he had, Eren begins his metamorphosis. Those who took advantage of his kindness? They're about to learn why you shouldn't leave your victims breathing. But every time he stares into the abyss of his own making, echoes of his former self whisper from the depths. And in quiet moments, when the mask slips, one question burns: Is he becoming stronger, or is he just better at breaking? ✧ A tale of twisted redemption ✧ Morally grey protagonist ✧ Psychological warfare ✧ Complex magic system ✧ Strategic manipulation ✧ Found family (but toxic) [Updates every Monday, Wednesday and Friday] #MagicFantasy #DarkFantasy #Reincarnation #Revenge #MagicAcademy #PsychologicalThriller #Antihero Start the journey. Just remember-not all transformations are beautiful, but they're all permanent. ❝You either die a hero, or live long enough to perfect the art of villainy.❞

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"W-What do you want?" I stammered, my eyes not leaving his gaze on me. "I want to prove you wrong." he smirks dangerously and speaks with his husky, deep voice. He took another step towards me and I took another step back making me collide with the wall. He hovers over me, his chest mere inches away from mine. He kept his hand on either side of me, caging me in his arms. He smirks dangerously and says, "That your body doesn't crave for my touch." He always does this, he intimidates me and then thinks I die for his touch. I would never allow his hand near me. Again. I grit my teeth and said "My body doesn't." He leaned closer to me, his hard chest pressing against my hardened nipples and whispered near my ear "Then why are you so nervous, rose?" He kept his mouth near my ear and his hand came on my bare legs. He slowly trailed his big, rough hands, making his way under my skirt. My breath hitched and he stopped mere inches from my core. No matter how hard I try to deny his touch, my body responds exactly the way he wants. My spine arched and my eyes snapped close. He breathed near my ear and whispered in his husky voice filled with sins, "No matter how much you deny, your body always craves for my touch, wife." ✤✤✤ Devansh Raichand, CEO of the top fashion label who only thrived for finding his father's murderer. But get his life tangled with Aisha Arora, an aspiring fashion designer, when he pays off her father's debt in exchange of marrying her. But what made him help her father? And why marry her? Just for the debt? or There's something more in this? But the most important, what will happen when fate decides to play its own cards? Will it wreck or strengthen them? ✤✤✤ !!HIGHLY MATURE CONTENT!! !!POSSESSIVE MMC AND FMC!!